The town was usual enough; It had a river, a few churches, a hill, a railway, and even an Eiffel tower I always go to. My brother, mum and I did what family do: walked on the streets and over bridges, studied the museums, rode the metro, ate garlic snails at fancy cafes, enjoyed the scenery, observed the police chasing the illegal sellers, savoured our delicious tarts.
Doing nothing important.
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